Brian Wilcox X reader

13. Do. It. Again.

His eyes grew wide as he watched my hand and instantly crashed his lips against mine. As the kiss grew needier I could feel his boner, I then started stroking him through his pants, making him exhale quiet, soft moans against my lips.

He sat up slightly so I wouldn't have to bend down so much and I instantly pulled him by his shirt, directing him to sit with his back against the head on the bed. I cut off the kiss as I pulled at his shirt and when it was off I threw it to the side and he desperately pulled my lips back to his.

I sat myself on his upper legs and started once again stroking his cock over his pants. His dick felt surprisingly big. I mean i'm not the most experienced but i've seen one or two dicks before but his felt big, not only big but thick also.

I couldn't restrain myself any longer. With the feeling of his aching boner under my hand and the sound of his quiet breathy moans I had to touch him, to see him.

I broke the kiss and started pulling at his pants. He lifted his hips to let me pull them down properly and the second his hips raised slightly I pulled with need at his pants until they rested on his upper thighs, letting his cock spring free.

My eyes widened from the sight. His cock was at least 8 inches and thick with precum already coating his tip. My mouth watered from the sight.

I raised my hand up to my mouth and spat. Brian let out a low moan and entangled his hand with my hair, watching as I lowered my hand down to his cock and used my palm to spread it.

He mumbled a quiet breathy 'Fuck.' to himself while watching as my hand travelled up the length of his cock and back down again before pulling me into a hungry, desperate kiss.

I soon had a steady pace, not going too fast but also not going too slow. I let my lips travel from his, to his jaw and neck. Picking a spot as I went along and lightly sucking before letting go and brushing over the now red tinted spot with my tongue to sooth it, occasionally biting lightly, making his breath hitch.

He raised his head to give me more access and slid his hands under my shirt and clawed at my tits which were bare considering I didn't bother putting on a bra before I came over.

I used my thumb to swipe across his sensitive tip, making his jaw drop slightly and let out a more audible moan. I repeated the motion, taking the precum that had formed there and stroked it down his shaft.

'You sound so fucking hot.' I mumbled, my words being muffled against his neck.

'Please....please y/n I need to touch you.' He moaned, his words coming out in a whimpering tone.

I smirked from the desperation in his voice, knowing exactly what he meant.

'What do you mean? You are touching me.'

'No no I mean....I need to-'

He started tugging at my pants to try and pull them down but since I was still sitting it restricted him from being able to do so.

'Please.'

I moved away from his neck to see him already staring back at me with the fronts of his brows raised and his eyes wide with desperation. I was so used to seeing him in a tall, almost dominating light. Seeing him so needy, so desperate, so willing to do whatever I say whenever I say, made me feel so powerful and in control. And most of all, fucking wet.

'Lie down then.' I said while lifting myself off of him slightly.

He did exactly what I said with no hesitation. I got off of him completely and he watched as I pulled down my pants, painfully slowly just because I could.